| By Zachariah Tiberindwa,
:: 26-07-2011
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 So you have seen me swinging
my lousy legs somewhere on campus? I have also seen you. You must be wondering what exactly I am doing here when I am supposed to be off session.
In other words according to you I am supposed to be somewhere in one of those villages in Hoima where we spend most of our time conversing with baboons. For your information, my father is no longer a farmer in that village. He also lives in the city these days.
His only complaint however is that life in the city is becoming more expensive by the day; the main reason of course being food. I suspect it would not have been such a bother if he had not fathered a no joker with food like me.
Yes, if you ever want to witness the one area of seriousness in my life, try observing the rigor and vigor with which I consume food. I am sure some of you who know me as a skinny guy must be wondering where all that food goes, but you are not the only ones. My father shares the same sentiment.
I consume so much food that when I am away, the home food budget drops by almost half. Therefore I choose to stay on campus to help my dad save some cash. I am sure his pockets rejoice in my absence.
So when you see me around just know I am doing my father a favour owing to the strangling food prices. I hope that is not the case with some of you back here on campus.
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